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Chapter 5

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"An order of martini, please."

"And five beers, too."

"Okay… an order of martini and five orders of beer for our beautiful regular customers… coming up!"

"What about you, Haru?"

The group of women in business suits were bustling themselves in a small, cozy bar five minutes away from the law firm in which the Ice Queen resided in.

Haru just stared at their table, contemplating if she could drink alcohol at this state of the day.

"… Hello? Earth to Haru – "

Haru raised her hand to silent the noisiest of their group. What a nuisance.

"I've decided… give me a glass of cranberry juice."

There were a bunch of "Awww, no." and "What the heck" around their table as she spoke the name of her drink.

"Haru, you're such a party pooper! Do you know what time is it?" A woman in blue suit reprimanded her of her choice of drinks.

Haru casually retorted back. "You're the one to talk… it is still 11:30 in the morning."

"Well… you're the only one who didn't buy anything with alcohol in it."

It was a smooth move.

Way to go!

However, Miura Haru would not be called a cold-hearted boss if she will not use her 'charms' to manipulate people around.

"And I will tell you… if you kept on pestering me about my alcohol intake, then you will never buy your dear martini again. Because I'll make sure you'll never going to land a job again the moment you step inside the building with me as your boss, hm."

The poor girl couldn't help but to gulp, real hard, and forcefully nod her little head towards her.

The real Ice Queen.

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Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock…

Scratch… Scratch…

Shuffle… Shuffle…

Scratch… Scratch…

As the ticking the clock passed by, report writing had been a companion of Haru.

Scratch… Scratch…

Her pen was blazing like fire as she turned her focus on her report to be passed on the legalization matters of her recent client: a woman of her age with a hair as short as hers, despite of the former having an ebony, and eyes of cerulean.

Uni Giglio Nero-Sawada.

Forteen years old.

Deceased parents.

Apparently, her parents died in a car accident, although in Haru's eyes (and also, she took a background research about the child, without the notice of the child's guardian, with the district prosecutor before she took the case), it was a staged death. She was not well-versed on that field. Based on her findings, it would be more of a homicidal case rather than a traffic accident. The prosecutor agreed with her observations.

Unfortunately, because of the sensitivity of the case (in relation to a bloody organization called Mafia), the case was closed a long time ago.

What a coward. That's what Haru thought.

If she were the prosecutor, she would have fought for her right to be heard until they reached the higher court. It doesn't matter if she would be charged of assaulting a police officer (because she would be so sure that she would do it) as long as there is a judicial system in the current civilization… then she would fight for justice.

That thought aside, she took the case in an attempt to research about the biography of the victim.

The child was adopted by a man known as 'Reborn.' Though she hadn't seen him personally, she assumed that the man's name is an alias, due to his strong relationships with the Mafia.

Thinking rationally, Haru thought of the man's identity. It must have been a security reason for him.

Who would be sane enough to show your own face to a legislative and judicial officers if you are a member of an organization the country haven't recognized? Nevertheless, putting his real name at stake?

No one.

She would become one, if she were.

Two weeks ago, she received a letter stating about a request of taking care of the child's case involving a group of young boys two years the girl's senior, and an issue of bullying. The group of naughty children kept on teasing her, rocking her chair back and forth during breaktime, and in worst cases, locked her into the furthermost stall of women's toilet for almost 24 hours.

It was also stated in the letter that the girl went home without greeting him at all, and went straight to her own room.

Moreover, the letter sender (Reborn) snuck in the child's room, only to find her crying while plastering her wounds and bruises with ointments, gauzes, and band-aids.

Haru thought at first about the letter as over-acting, over-reacting, fiction, unrealistic, and spam – she almost thrown the letter in trash, if not only her secretary spoke to her via intercom, about the upcoming visitor that day.

She even dismissed the letter as a joke when she heard the child's name while waving a hand like the letter was nothing, when the door opened, showing the victim, obviously covered in thick clothing and heavy amounts of concealer.

What the –

Those were the first words she uttered when she saw the child.

Hello, darling… what can I do for you? Oh, sit down.

Good morning… Haru-nee.

That face… she recognized it as if as if she saw it yesterday.

She had once visited her ex-boyfriend's house (or should we say villa, because the 'house' is too big to call it), when she the little Uni's face. Cute girl, shy as she could put it, but what made her strange was the girl has an air of impassiveness around her. She would be aware that a visitor had came face-to-face with her… why did she not respond?

Suspicious.